

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You call me up Same ringtone Same late hour I say I'm fine Staring at my kitchen counter Your jacket on my chair Like it lives here Like you could too If the world was fair [Chorus] You're the wrong kind of right for me The almost that I never should touch Every look is a quiet plea Every brush of your hand too much If I met you at another time Would I be yours Could you be mine You're the wrong kind of right And I still cross that line [Verse 2] Her name shows up Face down Your phone keeps buzzing You say it's work But your eyes start softly flooding I make a joke You half-smile Say I'm trouble I laugh it off Swallowing the rubble [Chorus] You're the wrong kind of right for me The secret that I never should keep Every promise you make I see All the ones that you break in my sleep If I met you at another time Would I be yours Could you be mine You're the wrong kind of right And I still cross that line [Bridge] I paint my lips Then wipe them clean (again) Change my dress Then change my mind (pretend) Tell myself I'm walking away But my feet find your door every time (every time) [Chorus] You're the wrong kind of right for me But I don't know how to unlearn us Every goodbye turns into "just stay" Every whisper feels like a rush If I met you at another time Maybe then we wouldn't feel like a crime You're the wrong kind of right And I still call you mine (in my head)
Tags
Moody alt-pop ballad with intimate female vocals, warm electric piano, soft sub bass, and sparse, sidechainy drums. Verses stay close and conversational; chorus blooms with airy pads and stacked harmonies. Subtle guitar swells and reverse reverbs add ache; bridge strips down to near a cappella before a final, resigned chorus., sad
3:19
No
3/23/2026